My CMNF (Clothed male, naked female) story
Sarah was late. Her flight was delayed by ten hours, which meant she would have to go straight to the conference instead of the hotel. Fortunately, at the same moment that she exited the arrivals hall, she saw her taxi parked up.
“Sarah Jones?” shouted the driver. She waved and wheeled her small suitcase over. His name was Carl, and he was kind of hot, thought Sarah. She insisted on keeping her luggage with her as she slid into the back seat. She’d caught a glimpse of herself as she hurried through the arrivals hall and she desperately needed to do her hair and make-up.
As they drove, she could see Carl watching her closely in the mirror. She re-applied her tinted moisturizer and added a little blush. She added a dash of bright red lipstick. Carl was still watching her and she smiled at him. Instantly, he averted his eyes.
The temperature in the car was beginning to rise so Sarah removed the coat. To her horror she noticed a large stain on her top, running from her chest all the way down to the waistband of her skirt. She must have spilled her lunch on the plane. She hadn’t even noticed!
She rummaged through her suitcase looking for her emergency white shirt. It was a little tight across the bust but it would have to do. But could she change without Carl noticing? Sarah looked around at the cars outside. Whizzing past at such speeds, no one would see. She quickly pulled the ruined top over her head revealing a lacy black bra. She dragged the new shirt on.
But it was no improvement. Her black bra was now showing through quite noticeably. Could she go braless? Her skin was pale enough. She might get away with it. She quickly unbuttoned the shirt again and slipped it off. She unhooked her bra letting the straps slide down her shoulders. She gently slid her arms back into the shirt.
At this point, Carl turned to see if she was okay. His eyes almost popped out of his head.
“What are you doing? You can’t do that in here!”
“Sorry, sorry,” cried Sarah as she fumbled to fasten her shirt. She was beginning to sweat profusely now. In her rush, it took her several tries to get the buttons fastened and she blushed deep red at each failed attempt. Finally, she was dressed. But then when she looked down to view the result she could see her large pink nipples poking through the white shirt. This was worse!
She scrambled through her suitcase and pulled out a black pyjama vest. Her hands were now shaking at the thought of being seen again, but she had no choice. She undid the buttons on her white shirt releasing her bare breasts. She tried to pull her arms out, but this time it was proving more difficult. Struggling in the limited space, she’d been sweating so much the shirt was sticking to her body. She managed to slip her shoulders free but it wouldn’t slide down beyond that. She stretched one arm behind her back to tug the sleeves off that way, but that didn’t work and she ended up stuck with her arms pulled back and her breasts pushed forwards.
Panicking, she tried jumping up and down in her seat in an attempt to shake her arms free, thus causing her breasts to bounce around wildly as she did so. Carl stared at her, open-mouthed. Out of the window, traffic was beginning to build up as they approached a set of traffic lights.
A tourist bus pulled alongside. She tried to reach her breasts with her hands to protect her dignity, but at the same time, there was a tension on the shirt. It would rip if she stretched further. So she sat helplessly, red-faced and half-naked as the tourists began to notice.
She got naked in the back of the car
Sarah tried to sink as far back into her seat. Her nipples were standing proud! She risked a glance out of the window and saw one man operating an expensive-looking camera. He licked his lips and pointed the zoom lens in her direction as she tried to hide her face with her hair.
Even more tourists on the bus had pulled out their cameras. Apparently she was now a holiday highlight. She briefly imagined her nips being shown off along with the rest of their holiday snaps at family gatherings. Her pussy began to tingle at the thought. A truck to her right honked snapping her out of her daydream. She turned and caught the eye of the driver, who grinned and gave her an obscene gesture before snapping a picture of her on his phone.
She could see Carl’s hands trembling on the wheel. He turned in his seat to face her, his face red with embarrassment. Or was it lust? For a moment she thought he was going to grab her breasts. Sarah held her breath, but instead, he turned back to the steering wheel. The lights had turned green and eventually, the traffic started moving again.
Sarah began to relax. She was still topless in the back of a taxi, but at least they were going fast enough that people couldn’t see. The air conditioning had really kicked in now too and goosebumps were appearing across her chest. Her nipples were poking out like bullets.
Suddenly, Carl took a sharp left and she toppled over onto her side. As she did, she heard a distinct tearing sound. Her shirt was ripped completely. And worse still, when she looked up, she saw that they were heading down a deserted side street. He dramatically swung the car right and pulled into a deserted multi-story car park.
“Get out!” he said.
Sarah, bewildered, frightened, still half-naked, slid out of the back seat.
“You can’t leave me here!” she said.
“I could lose my license because of your behavior,” he shouted.
At the same moment, he seemed to be striving hard not to look at her breasts. She noticed the bulge in the crotch of his jeans and the flicker of her own anticipation at this sight. Her pent-up embarrassment at being revealed to so many strangers was having a strange effect on her.
In a burst of recklessness, standing in that deserted car park wearing just a pencil skirt, she pulled him into her by his t-shirt, kissing him. He seemed startled at first, but it didn’t take him long to make up his mind. He started to kiss her back, and their tongues tangled. She leaned against the side of the car, fumbling with his belt. He groaned as he she slid her fingers down the shaft and back up again over the head pumping him faster with each stroke.
Carl moved his kisses down to her neck, then her shoulders and finally to her breasts, taking her hard nipples into his mouth one at a time. He sucked hard till she let out a gasp. She worked his erection with her fingers till he couldn’t take it anymore.
He pushed her back inside the car, hiked her skirt up, and tugged her black panties free. She gasped. As the cold air reached her pussy, she looked up at him willing him to fuck her.
When he pushed inside her, she let out a sigh and pulled him closer, drawing him deeper still. He bent forward and started to fuck her, grinding his hips into her, sending shockwaves across her body. She was shocked at how much she wanted it. She put her hands up, offering her body to him, shaking with each of his powerful thrusts.
She was getting close when they suddenly heard the sound of tires screeching across the parking lot. Sarah looked up to see a car approaching.
“Shit!”
Carl pulled free and hopped onto the back seat, closing the door behind him. They ducked down to see the van go by and up to the next level.
Sarah giggled. She climbed onto his lap and pulled his t-shirt up over his powerful chest. She took hold of his cock again and put it to her pussy. She moaned with instant relief. Kissing him gently, she pushed herself up and down slowly. She leaned back, allowing him to suck her nipples again as she ground her body on him, her hips moving in a circular pattern.
She rode his C****..
Carl reached down to tease her clit as she rode his cock. She was so close! She lifted her feet up onto the seat until she was squatting and gripped the headrest behind him. He grabbed her ass as she began to bounce herself on his cock, her tits bobbing in his face.
She was so close. Out of the rear window, she could see there was another car coming. The excitement was unbearable.
“Oh I’m going to come,” she cried as Carl squeezed her ass and increased his speed. She felt a surge of heat and a spasm of pleasure spread through her, her pussy pulsing in delight gripping his cock like a vice. Sarah arched her back in ecstasy as she felt him shoot his load inside her.
She collapsed into his chest, breathless.
They sat for a while, getting their breath back. More cars were starting to enter the car park and some were even parking on their level.
“We should get going,” said Carl finally.
“Don’t worry,” grinned Sarah kissing him softly, “I’ll give you a good review.”
